Ultima Externus - Part IV

Thsi book which hath brought the destruction of all that hath risen above the modern man has now been tokken as a part of the creater. and as his creed continues his madness spreads across the land, plagueing and killing innocent lives and children all for the sake to keep mankind in order with the pact in which his family had inherited. millions and millions of men has had their blood stain the fine sand and the desolate valleys, the calm rivers have now become cantankerous floods of savagery built upon kingdoms which crumble beneath the feet of the titans themselves. These monsterous czars have put war upon war upon war with their attempt to sotp the end, with only the gods getting more and more frustrated, this ultimately leading to the end of the world, the prophets wish, and the creators last words. for now, as the moon shows brightly on the bloodred haze that is the world, we are acknowledged as a failed expirement and are now to be destroyed, cancelled in our own homeland. look up to the skies and see them coming, they will kill us all, they will leave our souls on the ground and take our bodies of greed back unto their world. "I pray to thee, the father of all my sins and all my good deeds, hath you bring down the power to let us live our lives peacefully without regret, and not for these sins to be carried upon our backs, not for the lies that our fathers had built us upon to be following us, in our own pride. we have done no such crime, so do nut punish the unwicked."

Ultima Externus - Part III

This is the descent of the gods.
 Travesty built upon sin after sin, bloodshed and bloodshed put upon the mortal tombstone of the demiangelic symbolic statues, these kings, these monarchs, these idols have yet to see a true god in the blood of the pact.
 bring down your own beliefs unto the cover of the truth and fight alongside your brother, for this is not only a revolutionary war but a humanitary war, to survive and hold together our own civilization we must and shall retaliate upon the gods that hath builts us to rise forward and spring into the night.
 Forge your own strength my fellow men for we shall need it in the terms that be with the blood pact, for if you die tonight then you shall be honored and put upon as a hero among many, as we all are one, and one is put to the strength of all! Men! raise your arms! for tonight! we all shall die!

Ultima Externus - Part II

As the hooves of the horses hit the hot sand of the desert the child can only listen, born with no sight he be the Child of the gods,directly ascended and molded from the flesh of path rulers and warrior, no father or mother this child hath been surviving on his own, and waiting for this moment, the first Prophet hath come with the noise of a million soldiers that hath been trained exclusively, their life purpose was to kill this child, as they enter the city the child walks slowly and cautiously towards the entrance, for he heard them before they even started to move,  a bombardment occurs. "Child, be blessed by the destruction of the Ultima Externus, for you are the first of the few that shall be the beginning of the end, the demons and angels that were sent only to die by the wicked, but you must survive. i shall give you the strength but you shall use it, begone into the wind, for the first Monarch approaches" for windswept by death and corruption quickly spread and kills all that inhabit the city and the burn is but a small mark for the child, for as the army approaches a storm can be seen above the city, and every eye is Directed as the soldiers see the beginning of the god-made apocalypse, conjured by the fools of mankind.

Ultima Externus - Part I

 Tih is the ultima Externus, this is your last hope, this is the reason you hath fought so hard and endured so much, this be the reason for the pain and the sufferage, the blood and the terror, what you have done shall be thought about for millions of years and studied upon for any answer, yet you lay them so true, as each dawn be put upon you you get more and more tense, the breaking is near yet you do not give up, you work and work, yet with every letter you kill more and more towards this end, your mind hath no limits your strength hath no tire, for this mortal exterior is just hiding the figure that would amaze the wicked and blind the holy, the prophetics get closer, nearer and nearer, you hear then and you see then, you hath picked out the people for your plan, starting with the child, a grain of sand among the millions in egypt, he hath hold the first fortune in this puzzle, and this is where it shall begin, but the prophets have seen and are now marching,are now closing in...

I am the Pawn

her beauty bathes me in a golden ray
overpowering, trancing, in a powerful way
dance now dance, til the moon shows its glow
all from above, on which me must behold

drink up this madness,with the cup of death
puddle of mudd, i can feel your cold breath
tribesman, tribesman hear my cry
let me see her before i say goodbye

witness, now witness this love unfold
before i go away, before i loose my hold
witness, now witness the story untold
for unto you the touch so cold

Shine now shine baby girl c'mon
shine now shine baby i am the pawn
shine now shine baby girl c'mon
shine now shine baby i know im wrong

so Tribesman, tribesman hear my cry
let me see her before i say goodbye
Tribesman, tribesman hear my cry
Let me see her before i wither and die

I say this now because i am told

I say this now because i know, so
Shine now shine baby girl c'mon
shine now shine baby i am the pawn
shine now shine baby girl c'mon
shine now shine baby i know im wrong

The End.

Only the sound of your voice can unlock the secret i hold within me, and as i stare into the sunset the sounds of children playing will be apparant. Watch as the dandelion fades and the whisper of the midnight sky makes the hair on the back of your neck raise, and it grows louder as the moon rises towards its final destination, and as this grows it soon will turn into the wind, as it once was and always will be, so take my hand, as we run down the streets screaming of the end of the world. And we will be happy, for we will have somebody as the sky starts to fall and turn red, and when the crimson touches down on the morning grass, the freshly put dew will evaporate, and all will come to a stop. so let us drift to sleep looking into eachothers eyes smiling, thinking of the gift of our love and how it has unfolded its wings,with a gracefulness that not even the purest of an angel could match. And when all is over, we shall both rest eternally in the kingdom that we were given the souls out of.